The Way Situ Guang Died

"Blood Saint Island? What a bold claim!" Dongling Heng roared. Before he had even reached Situ Guang, he struck out with a palm.

A streak of blood-colored essence surged straight toward Situ Guang's face.

The moment Situ Guang saw it, his heart jolted. Blood-colored essence?

Not only had he never seen this Peak Grandmaster before, he had never even heard of him.

In that case, could they be forces from the other branches of the Halls of Yama?

At this thought, Situ Guang was utterly horrified and immediately tried to turn and flee.

But before he could make a move, two other figures had already blocked his path.

At the same time, Dongling Heng's attack arrived. Situ Guang swung his hand, sending out an identical stream of blood-colored essence to block Dongling Heng's attack.

At the side, Dongling Rui had already conjured a great blade and followed through with a slash at Situ Guang.

Before Situ Guang could react, the blade-light had already swept across his body.

Situ Guang let out a muffled groan. His entire body was sent flying backward by the blow, landing right beside Dongling Qing.

At this moment, the men Situ Guang had brought also began attacking one after another, trying to extricate him from danger.

But before they could close in, the eighteen Grandmasters Dongling Rui had brought had already arrived and surrounded them completely.

Behind them, even more Minor Grandmasters flew toward every corner of the island, encircling the entire Yao Guang Island.

In an instant, blood-colored essence flew everywhere across Yao Guang Island.

Jiang Liu and Gongsun Haoyue stood in midair, quietly watching the slaughter on Yao Guang Island. They had no intention of taking action at all.

Yao Guang Island did not even have a single Peak Grandmaster. It was simply no